7 Chapter 7 Buy a Big Guy

Until he walked out of the club of the auction house, Hans was still in a daze.

Watson actually made 2 million dollars in front of him.

And it was the warehouse that he was proud of.

He earned 100 thousand from the first order with Watson, which was the sum of his previous three years.

At this time, he was completely convinced of Watson. No one knew the warehouse better than Watson.

100 thousand dollars could help him and his sister move out of the old street and change to a better environment.

His sister was getting more and more beautiful. He didn't want her to be hurt.

Therefore, he decided to follow Watson. This was a magical fellow.

Some people were destined to be leaders, and he followed Watson to the Locke Gun Shop in a daze.

Locke Gun Shop.

Following the address given by Julian, the two of them walked around a lot and finally found the Gun Shop in a hidden place.

The old Locke is a fan of guns. He has a lot of collections in his shop.

Of course, you have to be his friend, or you can't buy real good things.

At this time, the night fell. The Gun Shop had just opened the door, and there was no ghost inside.

"It's up to you. Just tell me if you like it."

The old Locke was not very enthusiastic until Watson took out the business card Julian.

Hearing that it was introduced by Julian, the old Locke put down his vigilance and showed his collection to the two.

"The public order of the old street is not good now. You should buy some big guys. Fire is justice. It's better to beat someone to death than to be beaten to death."

Watson agreed with the old theory of Locke.

He used to be too honest, so he always suffered losses.

However, the collection of the old man Locke was too amazing!

All kinds of big guys showed up in front of them one after another, and there was even a modified Gatling.

There were also some unknown heavy weapons that were enough for a fierce battle.

He just wanted to buy two M9 for self-defense.

Hearing the real needs of the two, the old Locke smiled apologetically.

All the clients introduced by Julian were big customers who didn't lack money. He habitually moved out all the weapons.

He hurriedly took out several modified M9s and some ammunition clips.

In case of any emergency, Watson also bought two body armor and some smoke bombs.

Finally, Watson couldn't help but buy the gold Gatling, the top treasure of the shop of Locke.

Of course, the Gatling was not really coated with gold, but its skin was dyed golden.

Looking at the big guy being stuffed into the truck, Hans could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth, "You are really a complete madman!"

Put a Gatling in his house?

Hans hurriedly forgot this terrible idea.

After the workers moved their guns into the house of Hans, Watson paid the bill with satisfaction.

The total number was 50 thousand.

Several boxes of ammunition cost a lot, and the old man Locke was very satisfied with it. He offered the VIP security service, and he would be responsible for the subsequent weapon maintenance.

There was also a free blind angle camera in the VIP security service. Hans wanted to refuse.

But as Watson thought that safety was important, he insisted on asking the workers to install a hidden camera at the door.

...

The empty home was more like an arms warehouse than a home because of the arrival of weapons.

Looking at the dim light from the muzzle of the Gatling, Hans felt dizzy.

Watson promised him that he will go to see a new house, rent or buy a bigger villa tomorrow. Hans and his sister could move there.

"I think we need to buy a heavy truck. It will be more convenient for us to go out and purchase goods in the future."

"It would be better if there is a crane and some digging tools on the truck."

Hans kept talking about his advice and imagining the future.

What pleased him most was that he could finally have a good life with his sister.

He didn't have to worry about her sister being raped by bad guys anymore.

...

The big guy went back, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

The sudden appearance of the wild boy not only made him lose a large amount of money but also made him lose face.

If Watson and Hans were not punished.

No one would be afraid of him in the future. How could he continue to rely on his fists to gain a foothold in the warehouse auction?

So he called his two hatchet men and found several friends from gangs.

He drove a leather car to invade the old street at night.

"Big guy, are you sure there are only two of them?" The gang with the demon dog tattoo asked.

"Of course. I've been to the house of Hans. His house is empty. Don't worry."

The leader of the group scolded angrily, "I mean, do you need to call so many people for the sake of two unimportant people?"

The big guy didn't know what was going on, but he felt inexplicably guilty when facing Watson. He would be relieved if he called a few more people.

In order to comfort the other party, the big guy hurriedly smiled and said, "Hans’s sister is a hot girl. I called my friends here to share something good with you."

"That's good."

All the men present could not help but show a smile that only men could understand.

Since they had money and girls to play with, they no longer had any objection. They rushed to the house with guns and bayonets.